He Yanzi was summoned away by Xia Yun and went to the dungeon to deal with Qin Ji's injuries. Qiu Baichuan's body was dumped in the backyard, waiting for disposal. In the dead of night, when everything was silent, Yi Lian quietly came to the backyard and groped the body inch by inch. He didn't find any suspicious wounds. It was like he suddenly fell ill and died cleanly. After bowing his head and thinking for a long time, Yi Lian gave up the impulse and did not cut open the body to check the organs. He also did not notice that there was a pair of dark red eyes in the darkness, watching him quietly, with a deep and obscure aura, like a lurking beast.
After Yi Lian left, the backyard returned to calm. Taoist Yiqing walked out from behind the trees, stepped on his own heartbeat step by step, and approached Qiu Baichuan like a ghost. He bent down to pick up his body, lowered his head, and bit into it with his mouth open. On his neck, he vigorously sucked the blood and essence, and swallowed loudly. Heat surged in his body, and the blood in his heart jumped for joy, greedily asking for money. Taoist Yiqing knew something was wrong with him, but he couldn't control the desire and impulse of his body and mind.
Qiu Baichuan's body was 30% lighter, and he fell slumped to the ground. The Taoist Yiqing's mouth was dripping with blood. He took a deep breath and felt refreshed, as if he had taken a panacea. He looked at his hands, and while he was intoxicated, he felt panic. Since he practiced this method of transporting blood, he was shocked to find that the true energy in his body had undergone a strange transformation. Yin and Yang were integrated and integrated. The Xing Gong is as smooth as a horse, and everything comes naturally.
Taoist Yiqing was quite scheming. He escaped from the three islands in the East China Sea and tried his best to steal a fragment of a book, which contained the first three levels of Shi Feng Gong, as well as the practice methods of Shooting Yang Needle and Spring Wave Palm. I have been wandering around the world for many years, and although I have memorized the techniques in the book very well, I still can't make up my mind to wield my sword from the palace and practice the Donghai Sect's unique skill, Corpse Feng Kung Fu. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to practice immortality and Taoism in this life. Yang Hu did not shy away from saying that transporting blood energy was a heretic, but Taoist Yiqing did not hesitate and resolutely embarked on this path of no return.
He made the right bet. It is not yet known whether he can become an immortal. However, he entered the room on the third level of the Corpse Fang Skill, and was so handy with the Sheyang Needle and Spring Wave Palm that he could hurt people invisible. Qiu Baichuan and Qin Ji both died and were injured. In the past, it would have been unthinkable. The extravagant hope of daring to think. The lack of people's hearts makes Yiqing Taoist feel sorry for himself. What would have happened if he had obtained more than one incomplete book at that time and pushed the Corpse Finger Kung Fu to the ninth level of perfection!
However, everything gained has to pay a price. Taoist Yiqing has become more and more bloodthirsty. Every time he activates the Corpse Feng Kung Fu, he has to suck blood and essence. Wild beasts can no longer satisfy him. Only people in the martial arts who are both internal and external can To soothe his desire. This time there happened to be Qiu Baichuan's body, but what about next time? Will he completely lose his mind and become a walking zombie who only knows how to kill? Everything is not out of control yet. Taoist Yiqing sincerely hopes that Mr. Yang will turn around as soon as possible and ask him for a proper way to eliminate the hidden dangers in his body.
Early the next morning, Yi Lian called a few gang members to dig a deep hole in the backyard and bury Qiu Baichuan's body. He didn't pay attention at first, but when someone pushed the body into the pit, he muttered: "How can a man who grew up like this have such light bones!" Yi Lian's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped the other person from filling the soil to bury the body. After entering the pit and taking a quick look, he found that Qiu Baichuan's left neck had deep tooth marks and all the blood had been sucked dry.
He frowned and had some guesses in his mind, but calmly jumped out of the pit and ordered everyone to continue their work. They filled the land evenly and firmly, and transplanted a clump of flowers and trees on it. By next spring, there will be a tree full of beautiful flowers! With thoughts swirling in his mind, Yi Lian waved his hand and ordered the others to retreat. He stood alone in the backyard, looking up at the flowing clouds in the sky. After hesitating for a long time, he went to the small building with his sleeves rolled up.
The place where Xia Qian lives is heavily guarded. If it weren't for Qiu Baichuan and Qin Ji and other experts, ordinary people wouldn't be able to get close. Yi Lian was the first elder to follow the young gang leader. Everyone knew that, and no one stopped him. He stepped into the courtyard smoothly, and did not go to the small building. Instead, he turned around the rockery and went to the side room to visit a Taoist from Yiqing.
Taoist Yiqing lived alone in a room and took care of Xia Qian under the orders of Yang Hu. He did his best and was impeccable. He joined the Tianlong Gang halfway, and his background was not clean and unclear. If it weren't for Yang Hu's relationship, he wouldn't have been able to squeeze into Xia Yun's inner circle. But who would have thought that in just a few months, he would have been firmly established. The position of the top master of the Tianlong Gang, after Yang Gu left, he became even more important.
Yi Lian discovered the secret of Yiqing Taoist. This visit was not so much about questioning, but about showing his sincerity and winning over Xia Yun's people. The two talked secretly for a long time. That night, Yi Lian tried his best to combine a patch of snake medicine, which has the effect of suppressing blood energy. Taoist Yiqing had used it and it was quite effective. Although it could not cure the bloodthirsty disease, it could relieve it for several hours.
At the same time, He Yanzi also tried his best to treat Qin Ji, but Chunbo Palm not only broke one of her right arms, but what was worse was that the yin energy invaded the internal organs along the meridians, like a gangrene attached to the bone, and the injury became more serious day by day. One day, although his medical skills were superb, his medicine was not right for the patient and he was helpless. He Yanzi's medical skills were partly taught by Yi Lian and partly understood on his own. He was better than his master. In desperation, he mentioned the matter to Yi Lian, treating a dead horse as a living doctor and not having much hope.
Yi Lian went to the dungeon to see Qin Ji in person. She relied on poppy tea to relieve her pain. She was dizzy and dementia-conscious. In addition to her injuries, she had suffered a lot of ravage and torture. Such changes could not be hidden from the eyes and noses of doctors. Both of them knew that it was Xia Yun's fault. He Yanzi couldn't bear it, but Yi Lian turned a blind eye. Although he was unable to remove the yin energy, someone could.
Yi Lian invited a Qing Taoist to remove the Yin energy entrenched in Qin Ji's internal organs, and ordered He Yanzi to prescribe some medicine to nurse her back to health. Although her right arm was disabled, she managed to survive. Taoist Yiqing simply gave Yi Lian a favor and sorted out the broken bones and broken veins in Qin Ji's right arm. Although she could not move freely, the blood veins were reconnected and would not atrophy and necrosis.
Xia Yun was greedy for Qin Ji's beauty and took pleasure in her body every night. Yi Lian and He Yanzi carefully treated her injuries, and they were naturally happy to see the results. It's just that the days of indulgence didn't last long. After a few days, Zhao Ying suddenly came to visit, which surprised him.
The two sat down in the main hall. The maid served tea and exchanged a few words. Zhao Ying went straight in and asked about Qin Ji's whereabouts.
Qin Ji and Qiu Baichuan sneaked into Tanzhou City and fell into the Tianlong Gang. It only took a few days. Xia Yong deliberately blocked the news, but unexpectedly it still leaked out. He was a little annoyed. Could it be that there was Zhao Ying's spy in the Tianlong Gang? Zhao Ying's next few words gave him some relief.
"Early this morning, Pan Xingzhou, the leader of the Yinma Gang, sent a messenger to Tanzhou City to tell him that Ji Gang, the helmsman of the Mozhou branch, had mysteriously disappeared. He was neither alive nor dead. He ordered Qiu Baichuan and Qin Ji to secretly investigate. As a result, there was no news after they left, and an informant claimed that the Tianlong Gang had detained them—is this the case?"
Xia Yong said calmly: "To be honest, sir, a few days ago, the two of them sneaked into this place at night, avoiding the hidden stakes, and entered the house of the female family members in an attempt to kidnap my sister. In the end, they got the wrong person and attacked the maid, which alarmed the people. A Qing Taoist killed Qiu Baichuan on the spot and captured Qin Ji alive."
"Wrong person?" Zhao Ying was startled when he heard this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
